Nicole walked over perplexed and saw
the understated yet luxurious packaging
with the familiar brand logo on it. Yvette
looked down and picked one of the bags up.
“Huh? Aren’t these the items you just
picked in the store?”
‘They are!
These clothes looked so familiar. Nicole
frowned and was puzzled. ‘Didn’t Ingrid
swoop in to buy them? How did these
appear here then?’
The receptionist explained, “The store
manager sent them over personally
saying that these are already paid for by
Mr. Ferguson.”
‘Eric Ferguson?’
Nicole’s eyes sank slightly. ‘He must’ve
done this just for the emerald pipe, but I
don’t appreciate it.’
Yvette let out a cold laugh. “Eric
Ferguson? What does he mean by this?”
Nicole looked up indifferently. “Have
someone send these to Ferguson
Corporation and return it to him.”
The receptionist was stunned because
she initially thought that Vice President
Nicole was getting back together with
Eric Ferguson
It looked like that was not happening any
time soon.
“Yes, ma’am.” The receptionist looked
down and called for the courier.
“If he’s willing to be an imbecile, just keep
it. It’ll really piss off Ingrid Ferguson and
Wendy Quade!” Yvette suggested. Nicole looked at her and laughed lightly.” I can’t afford to wear what
he gives me and I don’t want to owe him a dime!” ‘He hasn’t taken the initiative to give me any gifts
during our three years of marriage, let alone clothes. Now he’s trying to be unctuous after our divorce?
Isn’t he ridiculous?’
Yvette raised her eyebrow. “You’re right.” When the items were returned to Ferguson Corporation,
Mitchell looked at the ground and sighed, then reluctantly went to the President’s office. Mitchell knocked
on the door. “President Eric raised his head. His eyes were cold.” What is it?”
“The items sent to Stanton Corporation were sent back here…” Mitchell looked at Eric, who frowned with
a glum face, then continued, “I think that Ms. Nicole may not like these. Otherwise, why would Ms. Nicole
give it up to Ms. Ferguson?” Mitchell did not want to send the items to
Nicole again knowing that she clearly did
not want anything from Eric. It would just
be wasted effort.
Eric paused slightly and faintly withdrew his gaze. “Then forget it.” After all, Nicole did not put up with
anyone after the divorce. Mitchell breathed a sigh of relief. “Then the clothes…” “Just send it to Ingrid
then.” “Yes, sir.”
When the clothes were sent to the Ferguson Villa, Ingrid’s mood that had just been alleviated, became
worse all of a sudden. She was agitated and jolted up, then raised her voice. “What is this?! I’m getting
what Nicole doesn’t want? Am la trash can?” Wendy’s face stiffened as she watched. She gritted her
teeth as she stared at the expensive clothes and suppressed the
waves of hatred surging at the bottom of
her heart
She gently comforted Ingrid, “It’s alright. Nicole probably knew that she didn’t pay for these and was too
ashamed to accept it. It took a lot of effort for me to entrust someone to get the tickets to tonight’s show.
Let’s just wear these since it’s befitting for our identity.”
Ingrid could only put up with this because the tickets were very hard to come by. None of the high-society
ladies in their circle got the invitation to this fashion show even though everyone tried through all kinds of
channels. However, the mysterious designer, Nixon, only did things to her liking. Whether they could get
invitations to this show became a show of status among the gentry circle. Thus, when Ingrid learned that
Wendy got them tickets, she was elated
Once they got into the fashion show, Ingrid planned to post a picture on social media so that others
would envy her. I must be the most stunning one there! Ingrid thought Wendy knew that Ingrid’s dream
was to go
to this show, so she looked for her uncle, who contacted Keith Ludwig, who then sought out Hendrick
Carter’s former friends to get these tickets. Wendy used so many connections and took a lot of effort to
get these two tickets just to please Ingrid Ferguson as a stepping stone into the Ferguson family.
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